Walking back to my English class, I try to see if anyone noticed I was late. I hear movement behind me and I turn back to look and I see Terry standing there.
"Fuck."
I slowly turn around and walk into class I go to my table and look at James.
"You need to tell Mr Rudd to call the police. Please."
James looks at me confused trying to figure out if I joking. I walk out in hopes he does it in time.
"I've missed these moments of ours Jen."
Terry slowly walks up to me his hand to my hip and his lips in my ear.
"You shouldn't have done that."
He picks up my body like I'm nothing but a cardboard box, throws me into the classrooms glass door and the glass shatters. I feel little jabs all over my skin. Glass is everywhere. Its in every inch of my skin, blood coming out of each cut. I slowly get up feeling tiny stabs everywhere like I'm being bitten by ants. I look at Mr Rudd and he nods. Not very noticeable if you weren't looking. It was reassuring knowing he was there. I look at Terry as I finally get to my feet he grabs a knife from his pocket. He leaps forward and puts me in a head lock the knife at my throat. I feel the blade slowly digging deeper. The blood escaping my body, I look around for James face, his nervous face. I wish I could reassure him that it will be okay. I love that boy so much.
"Do it."
I say with the least bit of confidence, knowing that this was going to be the end. But I know what I did was right, I know I did the right thing even it means the end of me.
"You fucked this all of up."
Terry yells everyone wincing at his words. He digs the knife in and pulls it out. I feel the air leave my body and I'm trying to gasp for more. I put my hands over the opening trying to cover it enough in hope that I will be able to breathe. I look at Terry. The blood draining from his face after realizing what he has done. I fall to my knees, James runs towards me. I hug him so tight for the last time and I put my hand on his heart. Hoping he understand what I mean.
